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“Annie, it’s me, Bobby. I didn’t know you were back.”
She raised her face as he reached her. Not a boy anymore. Slim as he had been, but with the mature development of the man he had become. Sandy hair, curly and well cut. Earnest brown eyes. Even, white teeth. The all-American kid had grown up and his open face only intensified her shock and fear at seeing him.
“I’m not back,” she said and shuddered at the thin, wobbly sound of her voice.
Bobby smiled. “I think about you a lot, cher. How you doin’? How did it all…?” He glanced downward over her body.
Annie unlocked the Boxster, dropped inside and locked the door. Not until she saw him jump away did she register that when she shot backward, she almost hit Bobby Colbert.
He could destroy everything she had worked for.
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